Today is shitty. After staying up too late debating the nervous system and quantum mechanics and other total bullshit with Blake I crawled into my bed at 5:30 am on Sunday. Woke up at 11:30 to the sound of my brother telling me to get Blake out of the basement because he needed to do homework. We went to Blake's and I trounced him at yazi, or however you spell that damn game. Then we talked to Ellen and Nora through MSN and the telephone. Yes, my western gluttony has reached all the way to my communication methods. Carl came on for about 30 seconds. Then he left again. Probably had to go the bars...
Then I came back to my home, my real home, in Waterloo, and watched 10 episodes of Trigun in a row. With my conjunctivas suitably enflamed I went to bed around midnight.
Thus when I arose for class at 8:00... Well nothing really. I can barely remember it. My Physics teacher led us by the nose for an hour and then I came back to my room. When I went bak for Physcho-Motor and Chemistry I had a headache and was a bastard to Tyler Vivian and friends. This may explain why his girlfriend stole my pen in Chemistry, and wouldn't. give. it. back. Of course, my reactions were completely out of proportion, due to my lack of sleep. Then I came back to my room, learned how to update my links (check out the pron, it rox), checked out PA and CAD and figured I should write something in this piece of shite.
That's it really. This is my attempt at blogging my boring daily existence. I'll probably never do this again. I'll try and blog about something the next time I do it...
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7 comments:
You lead a complicated, complicated life, my man!
Hey, that debate was good..I think..I can`t quite recall seeing as how I'd been drinking illegally since I'd finished work.
AND I believe that my Grade 12 Bio course pwnz (yeah, pwnz you n3wbzorz! I am l33t haX0rs) your simplistic and clearly uninformed Kinesiology course at a major post secondary instituion.
Oh yeah, told you.
Blake.
Yahtzee..that too..
Blake.
...what debate?
The debate about nervous systems.
Jesus, how drunk were you?
Well, actually, I know how drunk Jesus was, because he/I was sickly drunk, to the point where I was barely able to wake up the next morning.
But Liam, how drunk were you?
-Blake
Oh. Forgive me for compeltely forgetting what you were talking about, as it had ocurred 4 days previously and had nothing whatsoever to do with my post.
Bitch.
I wasn't drunk at all.
Retard.
Holy shit, remove stick from ass, then post.
Cool?
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